Under the gaze of everyone, Wilmer walked out of the passage tremblingly on crutches.
He was coughing heartbreakingly, and every step he took was very difficult. However, what accompanied this embarrassing scene was the tragic scene of the butterflies rapidly declining and falling to the ground one after another.
It was as if something had sucked away their vitality.
This strange scene made everyone in the audience look confused and puzzled. They stared blankly at the owner of the cough getting closer and closer. When Wilmer stood still in front of the stage with a cough, the ancient tree The butterflies released by the elves have spread all over the ground, without any life left.
The wings that were originally as bright as flames are now as fragile and dull as dead leaves, and no longer have the brilliance and beauty they had before.
It makes people inexplicably feel a kind of harsh condemnation of the initiator.
Standing in front of the mess, Wilmer took out his handkerchief and calmly wiped away the blood on his lips. A faint blush appeared on his pale face.
Seeing this, Mrs. Green Rose who was following him quickly raised her hand and handed over a healing skill. The green light fell into Wilmer's body, barely adding a bit of popularity to him.
The healing magic pet made an eye-catching debut and attracted a lot of attention.
Compared with them, Warcraft was far less at ease. It looked at the members of the breeding room surrounding it vigilantly. From the branches to the roots, it showed a strong sense of anxiety.
Such beings, no matter how much they tell lies with their eyes open, it is difficult to associate them with descriptions such as quietness and peace.
It was inconvenient for everyone in the audience to see Paul III, so they could only cast doubtful eyes on the researcher who had fled.
But obviously, the persimmon who was pinched was also confused about this. His face was pale and he looked lost, as if he had lost the ability to give answers.
Everyone had no choice but to turn their attention to the booth, which was once again bustling with activity.
When the three people and one beast on the stage were confronting each other, flames suddenly ignited from the roots of the monster, burning most of the root system that it was frantically absorbing energy. Upon noticing the strange monster, it immediately waved its branches, swept outwards, and forced it back. The lights and candles that were approaching it became invisible.
Ronan, who was a step late, slowly stepped forward, stood with his own invisible lamp candle spirit, and made up the last direction.
The four figures, like four walls, trapped the monster in their encirclement.
The sense of oppression that this lineup brings to the surrounding target is undoubtedly extremely strong. Sensing the crisis, the ancient tree elves instantly went crazy. Flame butterflies, and crystal-shaped butterflies created with the energy of the booth, were like raindrops. Flying in all directions.
In an instant, most of the booth was flooded with butterflies.
That kind of indomitable and explosive momentum made everyone in the audience take a breath.
However, in the face of this situation, the four people in the breeding room did not even change their expressions. Lucy stretched out her hand, and red light bloomed from her palm, instantly forming a line of expulsion in the air, blocking the butterfly in the circle.
At that moment, many smart professionals in the audience saw a mysterious crest appearing in front of her.
However, before they could take a closer look, Lucy made her next move.
The size of the lamp candle spirit grew again, and a fireball thicker than the ancient tree spirit condensed out from in front of it.
Even the air was roasted to the point of exuding bursts of heat. Looking at the fireball with a strong presence in front of the candle spirit, except for a few highly skilled professionals who could still sit still, many people showed solemn expressions. .
This is not the same level of strength as those ordinary lamp candle spirits showed before.
Looking at the two candle spirits wrapped in silver-red light, a thoughtful look flashed in their eyes.
Unique abilities and changes...
Is this... the power of a breeder?
As if to confirm their conjecture, after "Light Candle", Wilmer, Ronan and Alpha also contributed their own special performances one after another.
Under the siege of the four of them, the ancient tree elf, who had little energy reserves, quickly ran out of energy and was defeated.
Looking at the monster that lost its ability to resist, Kana slowly walked out of the shadow, and the shadow instantly spread to the entire booth.
The black color representing the shadow, from bottom to top, dyed the entire ancient tree elf black in full view of the public. Then, the giant tree-like monster seemed to melt, turned into a fluid, and fell into the shadow. , bringing an end to this farce.
Everyone in the audience finally came to their senses and fell into silence.
Not only were they shocked by the strength shown by everyone in the breeding room, but they were also a little embarrassed.
After all, Paul III was slapped in the face as soon as he said that this monster was not aggressive, and he also gave the breeder such a big opportunity to shine. He knew with his toes that if the scene just broadcast was broadcast, it would cause a stir. What a turmoil.
In this embarrassing situation, they were worried about the emperor's face, so they had to think about what response they should make.
And Dean has no intention of being the one who stands out. The spotlight has been given to his people, and he has successfully achieved his goal of increasing his presence. Now if he opens his mouth again, he will be suspected of being cheap and being good.
Dean put on an honest look, and his purely superficial acting skills made Lensak feel a bit toothache.
Not only him, but many people around him felt like they were being fed to flies when they looked at Dean's "innocent and ignorant" appearance.
However, Dean, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, made up his mind to act stupid and ignored the glances that were directed at him, both overtly and covertly.
He told Kana to be optimistic about the monster and mentally prepared to destroy the evidence.
It would definitely be best if we could bring over all the Warcraft.
After all, it is a special individual that has undergone two mutations. There is a high probability that there will not be another one in a short period of time. Dean's curiosity about it has long been full.
But if Paul III really wanted to be so fussy about it, he would have no choice but to destroy it with his own hands.
Compared with a primitive spirit that may be somewhat special, it is more important that no one can discover the origin of the primitive spirit.
While Dean was waiting for the final result, Sigrid suddenly chuckled and broke the silence.
"It seems that you have accepted my proposal to add a special session this year."
She looked at Paul III and said with a smile.
"The researcher in charge of the counter-attack has really realistic acting skills."
"Is this some teaching about the dangers of Warcraft?"
Paul III looked at her and suddenly laughed.
"That's right! This is indeed a new link I designed. I wanted to test the reaction of everyone present. Unexpectedly, the ones who turned in the answers the fastest were the breeders who just left the stage."
"It's really unexpected."
As he spoke, he looked at the members of the breeding room on the stage and applauded.
His expression was extremely sincere, and there was no trace of reluctance.
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